My Time With the Lady

Opening tonightheh, heh, I said opening, get it?My Time With the Lady, Ron Richardsons first-person account of five years working at The Lusty Lady, follows that First Avenue peep shows recent closure. And theres nothing sexy about closing. Even if you never ventured inside the landmark smut shop (1977-2010), you read its clever changing marquee and groaned at the puns. (Groanget it?) Beginning in the late 80s, Richardson served up front as cashier, janitor, and bouncer, watching as the new SAM signaled rising property values along the seedy old strip. (Four years ago, the Ladys landlord earned $850,000 for selling the air rights to the luxury hotel-condo being constructed next door.) To help shapeget it?the show, dancer Kirsten Lauzon will gyrate on stage and, on a more erudite note, SW contributor John Longenbaugh serves as co-writer and director. If you ever wondered what transpired on both sides of the glass in those steamed-up cubicles, this show should provide that satisfaction. Get it? T. BOND